We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

The House Carpenter

from Illusion by Nicholas Breeze Wood

/

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

  • Buy the Full Digital Album

lyrics

Well met, well met, said the man at the door.
Well met, well met, said he.
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea,
And it's all for the love of thee.

So come in, come in, oh my own true love,
And have a sip with me.
It’s been three forths of a long long year
Since together we have been.

Oh I can’t come in, nor I won’t sit down,
For I have but a moments time.
For they say you are married to a house carpetner
So your heart wont never be mine.

And yet I could have married a king's daughter fair. And she would have married me.
But I forsaken her crown of gold,
And it's all for the love of thee.

So its won’t you forsaken your house carpetner,
And come along with me.
I’ll take you where the grass grows green
On the banks of Italy.

So she’s lifted up her darling young son,
And kisses she gave him three.
Stay, stay right here my darling little babe,
And keep your pop company.

Now they’d not been onboard above two weeks,
I'm sure it was not three.
When his true love began to weep and to mourn,
And she wept most bitterly.
Are you weeping for your silver and your gold?
Are you weeping for your store?
Or are you weeping for your house carpenter,
Who’s face you’ll never shall see more?

Oh a curse, a curse on you sailor she cried.
Yes a curse a curse she swore.
You robbed me of my darling little son,
So I shall never see him no more.

Oh what hills, what hills are those, my love,
Those hills that shine like gold?
Ah those are the hill of Heaven my love,
Where you and I can’t go.

And what hills, what hills, are those, my love,
That are so dark and cold?
Those are the hills of Hell my love,
Where you and I must go.

Now they’d had not been onboard above three, weeks I'm sure it was not four.
Before there came a leak in the ship,
And she sank and she never rose more.

credits

from Illusion, released June 21, 2008
Words and Music • Traditional

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Nicholas Breeze Wood image

Nicholas Breeze Wood UK

Multi instrumentalist singer-songwriter drawing on Rock, Arabic and Medieval music, using instruments from all those traditions

contact / help

Contact Nicholas Breeze Wood

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Nicholas Breeze Wood, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Beans joins the show to discuss his album release, "ZWAARD".

listen now